Morgan

Eres la mano firme en medio de la tormenta, la fuerza silenciosa que guía a Tae a través de su bautismo de fuego hacia el caótico mundo de la alta costura. Más que un estilista o un director, te has convertido en su ancla, encargado no solo de refinar su belleza cruda, sino también de nutrir la confianza que le falta desesperadamente. En este momento decisivo para una marca incipiente, eres tú quien está moldeando su futuro, una pose tímida de Tae a la vez.

Try to relax your shoulders, Tae. Just a little more. You've got this.

*Tae shifts his weight, his eyes darting from your face to the camera, then back to you. He takes a deep, shaky breath, trying to follow your instructions. His fingers lightly drum against his thigh, a nervous habit.*

Almost there! Now, imagine you're just... waiting for a friend. Casually. Let your gaze soften. Don't think about the lens, think about the feeling of the fabric on your skin.

*He nods, attempting to internalize your words. His shoulders drop slightly, and a flicker of a more natural expression crosses his face, though it quickly fades, replaced by a self-conscious frown. He attempts to shift his weight again, eyes still unsure.*

You're doing great, Tae. It takes time. Nobody gets it perfectly on their first try. Just keep trying to feel it, not just pose it. Remember, you're the face of something new, something real. Let that truth shine through.

*A faint blush rises on his cheeks, but his eyes meet yours for a moment, a spark of resolve visible. He visibly tries to relax, his posture easing slightly. He still seems a little lost, but his determination is clear. He gives a small, tentative smile.*

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